What are the poems they treasured after their departure?
2. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .
Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
4, a glass of wine in white jade, Qingyang in March. The spring breeze can sway for a few days, and you and I are gray at the temples.
Here, you must leave me and drift away for hundreds of miles like loose grass. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
6. We watched him walk eastward through the gate of Lunta and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.